cause it's a breakdown *

[Maeghan Harris]

kid in front of me,

fuuuuuuuuucking hell this class is boring as. seriously entertain me before i go insane and jump out a window or something more dramatic.

meaghan.

[Regan Turner]

Blondie behind me,

Was is necessary to throw this at the back of my head? Regardless that Mr. Combover's lecture makes me want to kick babies in the face.

-Regan

[Maeghan Harris]

regan,

well what did you want me to do? stick it down your pants? i would but these seats are quite restrictive. blame mr combover who was looks like he'd been around since before chairs were even invented.

meaghan.

[Regan Turner]

Blondie behind me,

I knew you wanted excess to in my pants, you don't need to cover that fact up with some pointless note, Love. I know you want me. Blondes and I have a mutual thing for each other. Alas, Combover does have that prehistoric look about him, poor guy. So, you going to Vegas?

-Regan

[Maeghan Harris]

regan,

oh yes that's definitely it. you run with that idea mr horny. you and blondes huh? well badboys and i go way back and you seem to fit the bill so i think we'll get along just fine. fuck yes i'm going to vegas. you're going too i assume?

meaghan.

[Regan Turner]

Blondie behind me,

Please, you wish I was an easy, horny bastard. But for your information, I'm quite the gentleman, Miss Harris. It is like you don't know me at all. Nothing can keep me from the city of sin, baby. It's like the mothership calling me home.

-Regan

[Maeghan Harris]

regan,

oh ew. easy guys are a drag. although there's nothing wrong with a horny bastard. but i prefer a bit of a challenge. well technically i don't. you've hardly said three words to me this term. dispicable. fix that. ah excellent. make sure you bump into me on the dancefloor in vegas. don't disappoint me.

meaghan.